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FEELINGS 

AND 

THINGS 



VERSES O F 
CHILDHOOD 



BY 



EDNA KINGSLEY WALLACE 




NEW YORK 

E. P. DUTTON & COMPANY 

681 FIFTH AVENUE 



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Copyright, 1916 

BY 

E. P. BUTTON & COMPANY 



Ube fmicftcrbocfter press, 'Kcw Borft 



DEC -5 1916 



©CI.A445986 



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THE DEAR MEMORY 
OF MY 

Father and Mother 
DAVID and ADELAIDE WALLACE 



THE AUTHOR'S ACKNOWLEDGMENTS 

The author desires to acknowledge the cour- 
tesy of the publishers of The Century Magazine, 
Harper's Magazine, Lippincott's Magazine, and 
The Woman's Home Companion, for permission 
to reprint here such poems as have already 
appeared in their pages. 



CONTENTS 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

PAGE 

HAPPY ONES.. At the Sea i 

On Sunday Evening 5 

RESTLESS ONES . . An Active Child 9 

Just Because 11 

HOPEFUL ONES . . The Solution 14 

QUEER ONES. .At Church 16 

The Difference 18 

The Puzzle 19 

Shadow Secrets 20 

Star Dreams 22 

WISTFUL ONES . .Wishes 25 

The Youngest 27 

Growing Up 30 

The Trouble 33 

SORRY ONES. .Discipline 37 

Confessional 40 

I Just Forgot 42 

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CONTENTS 



PAGE 

PLEASANT ONES. .Daddy O' Dreams. . 45 

Picnics 50 

Moving 55 

Going Away with Father 59 

BOASTFUL ONES. .Valor 64 

IMPATIENT ONES. .Having to Wait. . . 67 

SLEEPY ONES . . Mother's Way 71 

WAKE-Y ONES. .FalUng Asleep 74 

JOYOUS ONES. .A Song of Summer 76 

DON'T-WANT-TO ONES . . Going to Bed 80 

CRITICAL ONES . . Laps and Knees 84 

SHY ONES.. Her First Party 87 

PERFECTLY AWFUL ONES.. The Old 

Adam 90 

RESENTFUL ONES . . Buddy Does ! 92 

The Dinner Party 94 

JOLLY ONES . .At Grandma's House 97 

SOLEMN ONES. .Christmas Eve loi 

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TO 

ALL CHILDREN 
WHO LOVE TO READ 

Once there was a Little Girl who loved to read 

and read, 
And would have stayed up (if she could!) oh, 

very late indeed ! 
She'd rather read than go to bed! {I'd rather — 

wouldn't you?) 
But then the clock flew round so fast (perhaps 

you've seen that, too?) 
That it was just no time at all— the twinkling of 

an eye — 
Till that child's Mother SPOKE to her: " Now 

put your reading by." 
Of course she did — (she had to!) but 'twas 

pretty hard, she thought, 
Always to have to go to bed when Mother said 

she ought. 
Of course you never feeRhat way — you lore to go 

to bed; 
That is, I'm very sure you do — if you're a sleepy- 
head! 



But if you're not, I think you beg for " just a 

minute, please! " 
As that child did so long ago. (Of course you 

never tease!) 

That Little Girl (you've guessed it?) is the child 

I used to be; 
'Tis strange, but she's alive and young, and lives 

inside of me! 
Like Peter Pan she wanted to be yoimg her whole 

life long, 
And so she hid within my heart — I hope it wasn't 

wrong ! 
For if you can believe me, she was never to be 

found — 
That is, not after she was twelve — when birth- 
days came around. 
She snuggled deep within my heart, and when 

the day came nigh, 
She never made a sound, and so the birthdays 

passed her by. 
But Grown-up-Me is much too old to interest ^^er 

now, 
Or be much company for her — you see, I don't 

know how. 
And so whenever she would like to do as children 

do, 
She slips away to Child Land, to talk and play 

with you! 

THE AUTHOR. 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 



Feelings and Things 



AT THE SEA 

T LIKE TO LIE UPON THE BEACH, 
AND HEAR THE OCEAN ROAR, 

AND WATCH THE WAVES COME RUSHING 
IN 

AND CLIMBING UP THE SHORE. 



npHE SAND IS HOT, THE SUN IS HOT, 

BUT I AM COOL AS COOL! 
AND WHEN I LIKE I GO AND PLAY 
QUITE SAFELY IN THE POOL. 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

npHAT'S WHERE THE OCEAN LEAVES 

BEHIND 
SOME WATER FROM THE TIDE, 
AND LITTLE CHILDREN BATHE IN IT,— 
IT'S NEITHER DEEP NOR WIDE. 



T3UT IT IS VERY CLEAR, AND BLUE, 

AND SHINING IN THE SUN, 
AND LITTLE SHIVERS BLOW ON IT 
TO MAKE THE RIPPLES RUN. 



A ND OH, IT'S GREAT WHEN DADDY 
TAKES 
ME SWIMMING IN THE SEA I 
I CATCH MY BREATH, BUT THEN I KNOW 
HE'LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF ME. 

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AT THE SEA 



VfT-HEN WAVES ARE BIG, YOU'D THINK 

THEY'D KNOCK 
US DOWN, BUT UP WE GDI 
AND OH, I SCREAM AND LAUGH A LOT 
AT FATHER'S JUMPING SO. 



\ ND THEN MY MOTHER RUBS ME TILL 

I'M JUST AS WARM AS TOAST, 
AND DRESSES ME, AND I GO BACK, 
AND I FEEL SLEEPY— 'MOST. 



T 'M HUNGRY, TOO— BUT THEN WE LIKE 

TO STAY AWHILE TO REST, 
AND THAT IS SUCH A LOVELY TIME!— 
I ALMOST THINK THE BEST. 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

T LOOK AND LOOK, AND I'M SO GLAD 

IT'S SUCH A SHINING DAY. . . . 
I WISH THAT I COULD SAIL AND SAIL . . . 
AWAY . . . AWAY . . . AWAY I 



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ON SUNDAY EVENING 

OOMETIMES ON SUNDAY EVENING, 

WHEN IT IS VERY COLD, 
AND JANE IS OUT, MY MOTHER PUTS THE 

TABLE YOU UNFOLD 
BEFORE THE FIRE IN DADDY'S DEN, 

AND SPREADS IT THERE FOR TEA; 
(I DON'T HAVE TEA, SO MOTHER MAKES 

THE CAMBRIC KIND FOR ME). 



A ND WE GO OUT AND LOOK AROUND 
FOR ODDS AND ENDS TO EAT; 
THEN MOTHER MAKES THE TOAST BE- 
FORE THE FIRE, AND AS A TREAT 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

FOR FATHER, MAKES SOME CHEESY 
THING— THE PEPPER MAKES ME 
SNEEZE; ; 

SHE DOES IT IN THE CHAFING-DISH, 

AND LETS ME GRATE THE CHEESE. 



npHEN FATHER TURNS AROUND AND 
ROARS, " O WOMAN, GIVE ME 
FOOD!" 
OF COURSE THAT'S ONLY JUST HIS FUN, 

FOR FATHER'S NEVER RUDE. 
AND WHEN WE'VE EATEN ALL WE WANT, 

WE CLEAR UP EVERY SCRAP, 
THEN FATHER SITS IN HIS BIG CHAIR, 
AND I SIT ON HIS LAP. 
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ON SUNDAY EVENING 

A ND MOTHER PERCHES ON THE ARM, 
AND SNUGGLES DOWN, AND CHI 
WE SEE ALL SORTS OF PICTURES WHEN 

THE FmE IS BURNING LOW. . . . 
AND WHEN WE HEAR THE WIND GO BY, 
AND THEN OUR FIRE GOES SIZZ-Z-l 
AND FATHER HUGS US BOTH, WHY- 
HOME SEEMS ALL THE PLACE THERE 
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AN ACTIVE CHILD 

VyHAT SHALL I DO, MOTHER, WHAT 

SHALL I DO? 
PLAY STEAMBOAT? I DID — AND I 

PLAYED WITH MY ZOO; 
I'VE PLAYED WITH MY BLOCKS, AND THE 

REST OF MY TOYS, 
AND GRANDMA'S ASLEEP, SO I CAN'T 

MAKE A NOISE,— 
AND THERE'S NOBODY HERE I CAN 

BOTHER 'CEPT YOU— 
WHAT SHALL I DO, MOTHER, WHAT 

SHALL I DO ? 

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AN ACTIVE CHILD 



T>UT WHAT SHALL I DO ? IT'S BEEN 

RAINING ALL DAY,— 
I WISH THAT THE NAUGHTY OLD RAIN 

WOULD GO 'WAY I 
I GUESS I'LL GO OUT IN MY OLD RUBBER 

COAT, 
AND PLAY IN THE PUDDLES WITH MY 

LITTLE BOAT. 
THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO, MOTHER I YOU 

CAN JUST BET 
I'M A-GOING RIGHT OUT AND GET WET- 

TER'N WET ! 

TDUT WHAT SHALL 1 DO, THEN? I 

DON'T WANT A NAP— 

DON'T YOU THINK YOU COULD CUDDLE 

ME UP IN YOUR LAP ? 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

OH, THAT'S GOOD . . . BUT, NOW, WHAT 

SHALL WE DO TO HAVE FUN ? 
WHY, WHAT DO YOU MEAN— WILL I 

NEVER HAVE DONE—? 
'COURSE I LIKE IT TO SNUGGLE UP 

COMFY WITH YOU, 
BUT WHAT SHALL WE DO, MOTHER? 

WHAT SHALL WE DO! 



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JUST BECAUSE 

PATHER, WHY DOESN'T THE MOON 

LOOK NOW 
AS LARGE AS IT LOOKED THAT TIME 

BEFORE ? 
YOU S'POSE THAT A PIECE WAS KNOCKED 

OFF BY THE COW- 
WELL THEN, WON'T IT BE EVER BIG 

ANY MORE ? 
OH, FATHER, DON'T TEASE . . . AS- 

TEROMICAL LAWS . . . 
WHY CAN'T I, FATHER ? JUST BECAUSE ? 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

PATHER, WHAT MADE THE THREE 
BEARS GO TO BED ? 

THEY WERE SLEEPY ? WHAT FOR ? DID 
THEY SAY THEIR PRAYERS? 

WELL, IF I HAD BEEN THERE I'D 'A' 
SHOOTED 'EM DEAD I 

AND I'D NEVER BE SLEEPY IF / WAS 
BEARS. 

PLEASE READ ME SOME MORE OUT OF 
PAWS AND CLAWS. 

WHY CAN'T YOU, FATHER? JUST BE- 
CAUSE ? 

9 

PATHER, WHAT MAKES IT BE TIME 

FOR BED? 
AND WHAT MAKES YOUR MOUTH ALL 
RED INSIDE? 

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JUST BECAUSE 



AND WHAT'S THAT SO HEAVY INSIDE 
MY HEAD ? 

OH, PLEASE, DADDY, GIVE ME A PICK-A- 
BACK RIDE ! 

WHY, FATHER, I JUST WAS A-STRETCH- 
ING MY JAWS I 

WHY MUST I, FATHER ? JUST BECAUSE ? 



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THE SOLUTION 

TV/TARIE'S MY SISTER; SHE IS TEN; 

I'M HALF-PAST EIGHT, ABOUT. 
MARIE OUTGROWS HER CLOTHES, AND 

THEN 
I HAVE TO WEAR THEM OUT. 

9 

"DUT MOTHER SAYS TO STAND QUITE 

STRAIGHT, 
AND MAYBE IF I DO, 
I'LL GROW— OH, WOULDN'T THAT BE 
GREAT ?— 

THE TALLER OF THE T\70 ! 

9 

TD HAVE TO HAVE THE NEW THINGS, 
THEN, 

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THE SOLUTION 



ALL JUST MADE UP JUST FOR ME; 
AND NEVER WEAR MARIE'S AGAIN— 
HOW LOVELY THAT WOULD BE 1 



pERHAPS MARIE WOULD HAVE TO 

WEAR 
THE DRESSES I'D OUTGROW. 
SHE'D SEE WHAT I HAVE HAD TO BEAR— 
OH, DEAR I THAT'S MEAN, I KNOW. 



VIT-ELL, THEN, I HOPE WHEN MOTHER 

BUYS 
OUR THINGS WHEN WE ARE GROWN, 
WE'LL NEED THEM JUST^THE SELFSAME 

SIZE, 
AND EACH WEAR OUT HER OWN I 
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AT CHURCH 

T LOVE TO GO TO CHURCH IN LENT, 

AND HEAR THE ORGAN PLAY; 
MY MOTHER TOOK ME WHEN SHE WENT 
TO SERVICE YESTERDAY. 



TT'S VERY STILL AND HAPPY THERE; 

THE SUNSHINE SEEMS TO POUR 
IN MISTY COLORS THROUGH THE AIR 
ACROSS THE PEWS AND FLOOR. 

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TT'S FUNNY HOW THE ORGAN SHAKES 

WHEN IT BEGINS TO PLAY,— 
IT LIFTS ME UP AND UP . . . AND TAKES 
ME SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY . . . 
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AT CHURCH 



A ND THEN SOMEHOW MY EYES THEY 
, FILL, 
BUT MOTHER KNOWS 'BOUT ME, 
AND HOLDS ME CLOSE AND CLOSER 

STILL, 
SO NOBODY WILL SEE. 

9 

TN LENT OUR RECTOR'S VERY SAD, 

AND TALKS ABOUT IT; HE 
THINKS EVERYONE'S A LITTLE BAD,— 
I'M 'FRAID THAT HE MEANS ME. 

9 

CJO WHEN THERE'S MUSIC, AND WE 

KNEEL, 
AND I JUST CRY, OR WOULD 
IF 'T WEREN'T IN CHURCH, WHY DO I 

FEEL 
ALL SOFRY-GLAD—AKD GOOD; 

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THE DIFFERENCE 

f\H, MORNINGS I CAN PLAY QUITE 

HARD,— 
THE WORLD SEEMS JUST A-HUMMING; 
IT'S ALL SO INTERESTING AND NEW, 
AND EVERYTHING SEEMS COMING. 



T>UT AFTERNOONS IT'S VERY STILL. 

I DO A LITTLE SEWING, 
AND PLAY ALL QUIET, BY MYSELF, 
AND EVERYTHING SEEMS GOING. 



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THE PUZZLE 

i^NE TIME I WAKENED IN THE NIGHT, 

AND ALL WAS STILL AS STILL. . . . 

THE MOON WAS SHINING BIG AND 

BRIGHT; I HEARD A WHIP-POOR-WILL. 
AND AS I LAY AND LISTENED THERE, I 

FELT THE QUEEREST WAY. . . . 
IT DIDN'T SEEM TOMORROW . . . YET 

IT WASN'T YESTERDAY. . . . 
I MEAN ... OH, DEAR ! JUST WHEN I 

THINK I'M REALLY GETTING ON, 
AND FINDING HOW I FEEL, THE TRULY 

THING I MEAN IS . . . GONE. 



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SHADOW SECRETS 

T LIKE TO WAKE UP EARLY AND CREEP 

SOFTLY 'CROSS THE FLOOR, 
FOR SOMEHOW NOTHING FEELS THE 

WAY IT DID THE DAY BEFORE. 
WHEN IT IS ALL SO QUIET THERE SEEMS 

SUCH A LOT OF ME— 
I LIKE TO SIT AND THINK, AND WONDER 

HOW IT CAME TO BE. 



?• 



T>EFORE THE SUN COMES UP IT'S ALL 

SO GRAY AND SOFT AND QUEER; 
THE TREES ARE WHISP'RING STORIES, 
SO THAT I CAN ALMOST HEAR; 



SHADOW SECRETS 



THEY MUST BE SHADOW SECRETS, 
'CAUSE 

WHEN UP COMES MR. SUN, 
AND PEEPS ABOVE THE HH^L-TOP, YOU 

SHOULD SEE THE SHADOWS RUNl 

9 

TpHEN BIRDS BEGIN TO SING, AND SOON 

THE MILKMAN COMES AROUND, 
AND BOTTLES HITTING ONE ANOTHER 

MAKE A TINKLY SOUND; 
AND THEN— IT'S FUNNY— SOMEHOW 

ALL THE QUEERNESS GOES AWAY, 
AND EVERYTHING IS WIDE AWAKE, AND 

JUST LIKE YESTERDAY 1 



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STAR DREAMS 

T AST NIGHT I LAY UPON MY BACK, 

AND LOOKED AT ALL THE STARS, 
AND FATHER TOLD THE NAMES TOME 
OF TWO BIG PLANETS— MARS, 
WHOSE LIGHT IS REDDER THAN THE 

REST, 
AND JUPITER SO BRIGHT; 
HE TOLD ABOUT SOME OTHERS, TOO, 
WE COULDN'T SEE LAST NIGHT. 



\ ND FATHER SAYS THEY'RE LIKE OUR 

EARTH, 
AND SWING AROUND THE SUN; 



STAR DREAMS 



I'M PRETTY SURE OUR WORLD'S THE 

BEST— 

THE VERY NICEST ONE. 

BUT FATHER SAYS IF ANYONE 

IS LIVING UP IN MARS, 

TO HIM OUR WORLD LOOKS JUST THE 

SAME 
AS ALL THE OTHER STARS I 

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\ ND IT DOES SEEM THE QUEEREST 

THING 
ABOUT THE TINY ONES — 
THAT THEY AREN'T REALLY SMALL AT 

ALL, 
BUT GREAT BIG BLAZING SUNS I 
AND ROUND THESE SUNS A MILLION 
WORLDS 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

ARE WHIRLING THERE IN SPACE 1— 
ALL MOVING JUST WHERE THEY BELONG, 
AND NEVER OUT OF PLACE, 



T LAY AND LOOKED A LONG, LONG 

WHILE, 
BEYOND THE FARTHEST STAR, 
WHERE ALL THE SKY WAS DARK AND 

STILL. . . . 
IT SEEMED SO VERY FAR, 
THAT I FORGOT I WAS MYSELF . . . 
AND THEN . . . 'T WAS LIKE THE FALL 
I SOMETIMES FEEL WHEN I WAKE UP- 
SURPRISED, AND STRANGE, AND SMALL I 



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WISHES 

T WISH MY EYES WERE BIG AND BLUE 

AND I HAD GOLDEN CURLS; 
I WISH MY LEGS WERE FATTER, TOO, 
LIKE OTHER LITTLE GIRLS'! 

9 

T'D LOVE A DIMPLE IN MY CHIN; 

I WISH MY MOUTH WERE SMALL— 
AND OH, THE WAY MY TEETH FIT IN 
I DO NOT LIKE AT ALL! 

9 

T3UT DADDY SAYS HE REALLY THINKS 

THAT WHEN I GET MY GROWTH, 
I'LL LOOK LIKE MOTHER. " CHEER UP, 

JINKS!" 
HE SAYS, AND HUGS US BOTH. 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

TTOW VERY SPLENDID THAT WOULD 

BE! 
I WONDER IF IT'S TRUE— 
FOR MOTHER SAYS THAT SHE CAN SEE 
I'M DADDY— THROUGH AND THROUGH 1 

9 

A ND THEY DON'T LOOK ALIKE ONE 
BIT; 
IT'S QUEER AS QUEER CAN BE, 
THAT I CAN LOOK LIKE BOTH, AND IT 
JUST MAKES ME LOOK LIKE ME I 



ND WHEN I WISH MY HAIR WOULD 



A 

CURL, 



AND THAT MY EYES WERE BLUE, 
MY MOTHER SAYS, " NO, LITTLE GIRL— 
FOR THEN YOU'D NOT BE YOUP' 
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THE YOUNGEST 

T WISH THAT I COULD GO TO SCHOOL, 

AND HAVE A DOUBLE SLATE, 
AND PENCIL, AND A BOOK, AND RULE— 
I JUST CAN HARDLY WAIT. 



T KNOW MY LETTERS NOW AS WELL 

AS TED OR ANY ONE; 
I GUESS THAT I CAN LEARN TO SPELL, 
AND THEN WON'T I HAVE FUN ? 



T'LL KNOW THEN WHAT THEY'RE TALK- 
ING 'BOUT, 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

AND DON'T WANT ME TO KNOW, 

IF THEY DO SPELL THE WORDS ALL OUT, 

AND I'LL JUST SHOW THEM— SO I 



'yHEY WHISPER, NOW, AND NOD AND 

WINK, 
AND SMILE. OH, DEAR ! AMONG 
THEM ALL IT'S PRETTY HARD, I THINK, 
TO BE SO AWFUL YOUNG I 



/^NE TIME MY MOTHER SPELLED A 

WORD, 
AND DADDY SHOOK HIS HEAD. 
" I DON'T BELIEVE IT REALLY HEARD 
OR NOTICED US," HE SAID. 
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THE YOUNGEST 



A ND SHE SAID, " LITTLE P-I-T- 
C-H-E-R, YOU KNOW," 
AND DADDY LAUGHED AND LOOKED 

AT ME, 
AND SAID, "HOW SHE DOES GROW I " 

? 

T HAVEN'T GOT SO VERY FAR 

IN KNOWING THINGS, YOU SEE, 
BUT P-I-T-C-H-E-R 
SOMEHOW, I THINK, MEANS MEJ 



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GROWING UP 

T'M GROWING VERY BIG AND TALL, 
ALMOST TO MOTHER'S SHOULDER ; 

AND THOUGH SOME THINGS, OF COURSE, 
I LIKE, 

IN GETTING TO BE OLDER, 



ly/TY LEGS AND ARMS HAVE_GROWN 

SO LONG 
THAT FATHER LAUGHS, AND BOBBY 
JUST GRINS AND SAYS, "OH, GEE, 

PAULINE, 
YOUR KNEES ARE AWFUL KNOBBY I " 
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GROWING UP 



A ND UNCLE CALLS ME "SPINDLE- 
SHANKS," 
AND " POLLY-DOODLE-DANDY," 
AND SAYS, "MY CHILD, BE THANKFUL 

THAT 
YOUR LOVELY LEGS AREN'T BANDY." 

TT'S NICE TO REACH HIGH HOOKS AND 

THINGS, 
IF ANYBODY PLEASES, 
BUT I DO WISH MY FAMILY 
WEREN'T ALL SUCH AWFUL TEASES. 

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T DON'T KNOW WHERE TO PUT MYSELF 
WHEN MOTHER TRIES TO HOLD ME; 
I WISH SHE KNEW SOME COMFY WAY 
TO TAKE ME UP, AND FOLD ME. 
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FEELINGS AND THINGvS 

pvF COURSE SHE'S ALWAYS LETTING 

DOWN 
MY SKIRTS AND SLEEVES TO HIDE ME — 
BUT OH, I WISH MY BONES WOULD WAIT 
TILL I GROW UP INSIDE ME I 



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THE TROUBLE 

TT'S BEEN THE LONGEST, LONGEST 

WHILE 
MY MOTHER'S BEEN AWAY I 
YOU SEE MY GRANDMA'S PRETTY SICK, 
AND CAN'T GET WELL SO VERY QUICK; 
SO MOTHER HAS TO STAY. 



A UNT NAN IS KIND, BUT DOESN'T 
MAKE 
THE RIGHTEST KIND OF CURLS, 
OR KNOW JUST HOW TO BUTTON ME; 
SHE ISN'T USED TO IT, YOU SEE- 
SHE HAS NO LITTLE GIRLS. 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 



A ND FATHER— WELL, HE DOESN'T 
KNOW 
JUST HOW I GO TO BED. 
HE GETS ME ALL HINDSIDE BEFORE, 
AND HANGS MY CLOTHES UP BY THE 

DOOR, 
AWAY ABOVE MY HEAD. 

^OW, MOTHER ALWAYS PUTS THEM 

'CROSS 
MY LITTLE WILLOW CHAIR; 
I HAVE A CAR'MEL AND A DRINK,— 
THAT'S PRETTY COMFOR'BLE, I THINK,— 
AND THEN SHE BRAIDS MY HAIR. 

9- 

gUT FATHER, SOMETIMES HE FORGETS 
TO WASH MY HANDS AND FACE I 
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THE TROUBLE 



AND HE CAN'T EVER 'MEMBER WHERE 
HE STOPPED, IN TELLING 'BOUT THE 

BEAR- 
HE JUST FORGETS THE PLACE. 



rya, some things father does, i 

LIKE ! 
WHEN I HAVE SAID MY PRAYERS, 
HE TELLS ME STORIES IN THE DARK,— 
THEY'RE FULL OF WHIST I AND HISTt 

AND HARK! 
AND LOVELY, CREEPY SCARES. 

"DUT THEN WHEN I HAVE SNUGGLED 

DOWN 
ALL COMFOR'BLY, IN BED, 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

I WISH THAT MOTHER WOULD COME IN, 
AND CUDDLE ME, AND THEN BEGIN 
TO SING, AND SMOOTH MY HEAD. 

9 

r\F COURSE AUNT NAN AND FATHER DO 
THEIR BEST— I KNOW THEY'VE 
TRIED; 
AND EVERYBODY'S VERY KIND— 
I TRY MY HARDEST NOT TO MIND, 
BUT SOMETHING ACHES, INSIDE. 

T DON'T BELIEVE IT'S HOMESICKNESS 
THAT MAKES MY EYELIDS PRICK; 

I WISH I KNEW WHAT 'TIS I'VE GOT— 

'COURSE, HOME'S RIGHT HERE— BUT 
MOTHER'S NOT! 

I B'LIEVE I'M MOTHERSICKI 
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DISCIPLINE 

Vl^HEN YOU HAVE BEEN NAUGHTY, 
AND SAY YOU DON'T CARE, 

THERE'S SOMETHING THAT STICKS IN 
YOUR SWALLOW SOMEWHERE. 

YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH— HARD— WITH 
YOUR EYES OPEN WIDE — 

(YOU REMEMBER THAT ONCE WHEN 
YOU SHUT THEM YOU CRIED). 

AND THEN YOU ARE PUT IN THE NEXT 
ROOM TO STAY 

UNTIL YOU CAN BE GOOD, AND ARE WIL- 
LING TO SAY 

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FRFJ.TNflS AND TITTNC.S 

YOU ARIi SOKKY. IT'S ^UKKR, THOUGH, 
TJHi WAY THAT YOU FKliL 

THERK'S SOMKTniN(; ALL OVER THAT 
HURTS A CJOOl) DEAL. 



A ND THERE IJY YOURSELF WHERE IT'S 
LONESOME AND STILL, 
AND NOBODY CARES . . . WHAT IF YOU 
SHOULD HE ILL? 

YOU ouEss rmciN your mother'D be 

SORRY ENOUOH, 
AND . . . WELL, YOU ARE WIPING YOUR 

EYES ON YOUR CUFF 
IN A MINUTE, AND WISHING THAT 

MOTHER JUST KNUW 
'BOUT YOUR FEELINGS, WITHOUT ANY 

FUSS; AND YOU SCREW 
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niSCII'LINIC 



UP YOUR COURAGE, AND CAM. OUT, " OH, 

MOTHER -YOU THERE ? 
PLEASE, NOW, VIA. UK GOOD— 'CAUSE I 

GUESS I DO CAKE I" 



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CONFESSIONAL 

/^NE DAY— I DON'T KNOW HOW IT 

WAS— 
I TOLD A HORRID FIB; 
OH DEAR I I CAN'T IMAGINE WHY 
IT CAME SO SMOOTH AND GLIB. 



A ND THEN I THOUGHT AND THOUGHT 
AND THOUGHT; 
IT HURT ME SO INSIDE, 
I HID MY FACE IN MOTHER'S LAP, 
AND CRIED AND CRIED AND CRIED. 



\ ND SHE SMOOTHED BACK MY HAIR 
AND ASKED, 

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(^()Nin':;;;;inNAL 



"WAS wiiAi' Yoli SAID oiirnc Tin)i:i'" 

AND Wlll.N I SOMMi;!) AND SHOOK MY 

IIMAD, 
SllK WIllSPl.Kl I), •' MOTUKU KNKW I" 



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" I JUST FORGOT I " 

r\B. DEAR I WHEN MY MOTHER CALLED 

OUT TO ME 
TO GO TO THE BAKESHOP FOR ROLLS 

FOR TEA, 
I MEANT TO, OF COURSE, 
BUT THEN A WHITE HORSE— 
I AM COUNTING A HUNDRED— DROVE BY, 
AND THEN,— WHY. 
THE BAKESHOP WENT OUT OF MY HEAD 

LIKE A SHOT, 
AND IT NEVER CAME BACK— I JUST 

FORGOT I 

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"I JUST FORGOT!' 



f\Y COURSE I WAS SORRY, BUT MOTHER 

WAS STERN, 
AND SAID WHAT A PITY I NEVER CAN 

LEARN 
TO THINK WHAT I DO. 
OF COURSE IT IS TRUE 
THAT I'M CARELESS, AND OFTEN FORGET 
THINGS, AND YET, 

I AM SORRY— I REALLY DO FEEL IT A LOT 
WHEN I HAVE TO OWN UP THAT I JUST 

FORGOT. 



■\/|Y BRAIN MUST BE BIG AS THIMBLE, 

ABOUT, 
FOR ONE THING JUST PUSHES ANOTHER 
RIGHT OUT. 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

I CAN'T HELP IT— OH DEAR 1 

BRAINS ARE AWFULLY QUEER. . . . 

IT IS NOT THAT I COULD THINK, AND 

WON'T.— 
I JUST DON'T I 

AND MOTHER'S FORGOTTEN, AS LIKELY 
AS NOT, 

THAT WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE, SHE 

SOMETIMES FORGOT I 



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DADDY O' DREAMS 

"T ADDIE, LET US GO 'PRETENDING' 
—IT'S THE GREATEST FUN THERE 

IS. 
SHALL WE SINK INTO THE BOTTOM OF 

THE SEA ? 
WE COULD RIDE UPON THE WHALES, 

WHEN WE WANTED LITTLE SAILS, 
AND HAVE SCALLOP SHELLS FOR DISHES 

FOR OUR TEA. 
THEN A-FLOATING IN THE WATER BY 

A-WIGGLING OF OUR TOES, 
WE COULD LISTEN TO THE MERMAIDS 

'NEATH THE MOON; 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

AND THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER, 
I THINK, WOULD COME ALONG—" 

"OH, DADDY, WHENABOUTS ?— PRETTY 
SOON ? " 

9 

"-^LTELL, MAYBE ... OR PERHAPS 

WE'D BETTER GO A-SAH^ING UP, 

LIGHTLY RIDING ON THAT DANDELION 

FUZZ, 
TO A CASTLE IN A MEADOW IN THE 

MIDDLE OF THE WOODS, 
NEAR THE SKY-COAST OF THE LAND OF 

FUZZY-WUZ. 
THEN WE'LL GO UPON A VOYAGE TO 

EXPLORE THE TWINKLY STARS, 
AND A-SLIDING DOWN THE MOUNTAINS 

OF THE MOON; 
46 



DADDY O' DREAMS 



WE'LL HAVE SODA CLOUDS FOR 
LUNCHEON, AND ICE-CREAMY ONES 
FOR TEA—" 

"OH, DADDY, WHENABOUTS ?— PRETTY 
SOON ? " 

9 

"TITELL, MAYBE . . . BUT JUST NOW 
WE'D BETTER SEE WHAT WE 

HAVE HERE, 
IN THE BASKET MUMMY GAVE US FOR 

OUR TEAS. 
HERE IS MEAD— I WONDER WHY IT 

LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE LEMONADE ? 
AND AMBROSIA— NOT UNLIKE TO BREAD 

AND CHEESE. 
WOULD YOU LIKE A DRINK OF NECTAR 

OR A BRIMMING MUG OF MILK ? 
47 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

WILL YOU USE A PAIR OF CHOP-STICKS 

I OR A SPOON ? 

SOME DAY WE'LL TAKE OUR SCRIP AND 

STAFF AND TRAVEL TO JAPAN—" 
"OH, DADDY, WHENABOUTS ?— PRETTY 

SOON ? » 



"Yl/ELL, MAYBE. . . . NOTHING MORE, 
LADDIE? COME AND SNUGGLE 
DOWN. . . . 

DO YOU HEAR THAT MAMA BIRDIE SAY- 
ING CHEEP? 

SHE IS CHIRPING TO HER BABY BIRDS 
TO CUDDLE CLOSE AND WARM, 

AND SHE'S TELLING THEM IT'S TIME TO 
GO TO SLEEP. 

48 



DADDY 0' DREAMS 



THEN LISTEN, LADDIE, LISTEN ... TO 

THE CRICKETS' VIOLINS, 
AND THE BULL-FROG TUNING UP HIS 

BIG BASSOON. . . . 
IT IS TIME FOR TINY TADS, AND FOR 

SLEEPY LITTLE LADS—" 
" OH, DADDY— RIGHT AWAY ? " '« PRETTY 

SOON." 



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49 



PICNICS 

pVH, DON'T YOU LOVE TO GO TO PIC- 
NICS ? IT'S SUCH FUN TO TAKE 

A GREAT BIG STEAMBOAT DOWN THE 
RIVER TILL YOU REACH THE LAKE, 

AND FEEL THE WIND GO FLUTTER, FLUT- 
TER, ON YOUR FACE AND HAIR. 

I LIKE TO SIT UP IN THE BOW, AND BE 
THE FIRST ONE THERE 



"DUT THEN I HAVE TO PUT A STRING 

AROUND A BOTTLE'S NECK, 
AND DRAG IT BUMPY-BUMP BEHIND US 
FROM THE LOWER DECK. 

50 



PICNICS 

AND EVERYBODY WANTS A DRINK, AND 

WE GET HUNGRY, TOO. 
BUT MOTHER SAYS TO SPOIL OUR 

APPETITES WILL NEVER DO. 

npHEN WHEN WE REACH THE DEAR OLD 

ISLAND, ALL THE AIR IS SWEET, 
AND STILL, AND ALL THE BIRDS ARE 

SINGING, TWEET''A>'TWEET>'A^TWEET I 
AND EVERYBODY RUNS FOR TABLES IN 

THE SHADY SPOTS, 
AND THEN THEY OPEN ALL THE BASKETS 

—OH, SUCH LOTS AND LOTS I 

TITE'VE SANDWICHES AND EGGS AND 
CHICKEN, FRUIT AND WALNUT 
CAKE, 

51 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

AND COLD TEA, TOO, AND EVERYTHING 

WE JUST REACH OUT AND TAKE I 
AND WE TRY EVERYBODY'S THINGS— 

THOUGH I LIKE OURS THE BEST- 
BUT AT A PICNIC, WHY, OF COURSE, YOU 
DO JUST LIKE THE REST. 



'X^HEN WHILE OUR MOTHERS GATHER 

UP, AND CLEAR AWAY THE THINGS, 

WE CHILDREN HURRY OFF TO FIND THE 

VERY HIGHEST SWINGS. . . . 
AND THEN WE GO IN WADING,— OH, 

THAT'S JUST THE BEST OF ALL I 
THE WATER MAKES YOU JUMP SO, AND 

YOU'RE SURE YOU'RE GOING TO 

FALL. 

52 



PICNICS 

\ ND THEN . . . AND THEN . . . THE 
BOAT IS WHISTLING. HOW WE 

HAVE TO RUN !— 
AND WRAPS AND BASKETS FEEL AS IF 

THEY WEIGHED ABOUT A TON. 
AND THEN THERE'S SUPPER, AND THE 

SUN GETS RED AS FIRE— THE CLOUDS 
ARE LOVELY . . . AND YOU'RE TIRED . . . 

AND YOU WISH THERE WEREN'T 

SUCH CROWDS. 



A ND THEN THE LIGHTS SHINE IN THE 
WATER, AND IT'S NINE O'CLOCK, 
AND YOU'RE BACK HOME, AND GLAD TO 
FIND THAT FATHER'S AT THE DOCK. 
53 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

AND THEN YOU DON'T KNOW MUCH 
ABOUT THINGS, AND YOU GO TO BED 

WITH JUST A KIND OF FUNNY JUMBLE 
WHIRLING IN YOUR HEAD. 



^ 



54 



MOVING 

rya, there's lots of fun in mov- 
ing- 
putting ORNAMENTS IN DRAWERS, 
PACKING UP THE BOOKS AND CHINA, 
WIGGLING BIG THINGS THROUGH THE 

DOORS^ 
MOTHER SIGHS AND SAYS HER HEAD 

ACHES, 
AND SHE WISHES WE WERE DONE, 
BUT I THINK THE WHOLE WHANG- 
DOODLE 
IS A DANDY LOT OF FUN. 
55 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

VITE HAVE SPLENDID TIMES WITH 

EATING, 
EVERYTHING IN CANS AND JARS; 
WHEN WE REALLY GET TO LIVING, 
MOTHER SAYS SHE'LL THANK HER 

STARS. 
BUT I THINK IT'S SIMPLY GREAT, AND 

HOPE 
'T WILL LAST A GOOD LONG WHILE, 
FOR IT'S CORKING FUN TO MAKE BELIEVE 
YOU'RE ON A DESERT ISLE. 

?• 

■OUT THE BEST OF ALL IS SLEEPING 
ON A MATTRESS ON THE FLOOR; 
THOUGH MY FATHER SAYS IT'S 

DRAUGHTY, 
AND THE DICKENS OF A BORE; 
56 



MOVING 



BUT IT'S DIFFERENT, AND I LIKE IT, 
'CAUSE I PLAY WE'RE CAMPING OUT, 
BUT OF COURSE THE GROWN FOLKS 

NEVER 
KNOW WHAT I AM THINKING 'BOUT. 



npHEN IT'S GREAT TO HOLD THE 

LADDER 
WHEN MY FATHER'S DOING THINGS, 
'CAUSE WHEN DADDY PUTTERS ROUND, 

HE 
DANCES HORNPIPES, AND HE SINGS— 
'R ELSE HE MUTTERS. THEN HE TELLS 

ME, 
♦' DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT, SON ! " 
57 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

GEE ! I THINK THAT WHEN YOU'RE 

MOVING 
THERE'S A SCRUMPTIOUS LOT OF FUN I 



Jf 



58 



GOING AWAY WITH FATHER 

T»VE BEEN AWAY WITH DADDY TO NEW 

YORK— JUST THINK OF THAT ! 
I DRESSED MYSELF, 'CEPT BUTTONS 

AND I CHOSE MY OWN NEW HAT. 
THE PORTER ON THE TRAIN WAS AS 

POLITE AS HE COULD BE— 
HE BROUGHT A FOOTSTOOL, AND AT 
NIGHT HE MADE MY BED FOR ME. 

9 

4 ND DADDY BOUGHT ME CHOCO- 
LATES, AND PICTURE-PAPERS, TOO, 
AND SMILED A LOT, AND USUALLY 
CALLED ME MISS BELLEW. 
59 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

THE PORTER MAN PUT IN A LITTLE 

TEENY WEENY SCREEN, 
AND HUNG THE LITTLEST HAMMOCK 

UP THAT I HAD EVER SEEN. 



AND DADDY SHOWED ME LITTLE 

HOOKS, AND HOW TO WORK THE 

LIGHT, 

AND BRUSHED MY HAIR AND WHISTLED 

WHEN HE COULDN'T BRAID IT 

RIGHT. 

AND THEN A LADY DRESSED IN BLACK, 

SHE FINISHED IT FOR ME, 
AND HUGGED ME TIGHT, AND THEN I 
SAT AWHILE UPON HER KNEE. 
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GOING AWAY WITH FATHER 

OHE 'MINDED ME OF MOTHER SO,— 

ALL WARM, WITH CRINKLY HAIR — 
THE TEARS WOULD COME, AND I JUST 

WISHED THAT MOTHER-MINE WERE 

THERE. 
BUT FATHER CAME AND LUFTED ME, AND 

HELD ME CLOSE AWHILE, 
AND SAID SUCH FUNNY THINGS THAT 

PRETTY SOON I HAD TO SMILE. 



9 



\ ND THEN BESIDE MY DADDYBOY I 

KNELT AND SAID MY PRAYERS, 
AND THEN HE TUCKED ME UP, AND SAT 

AND TOLD ME 'BOUT SOME BEARS 

AND THEN . . . WHY, IT WAS MORNING, 

AND THE LADY 'CROSS THE WAY 

6i 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

HELPED DRESS ME,— OH, AND THEN IT 
WAS THE WONDERFULLEST DAY I 

9 

T WENT ABOUT WITH DADDY SEEING 

GENTLEMEN, AND ONE 
INVITED US TO LUNCH WITH HIM, AND 

IT WAS LOTS OF FUN. 
THEY SAID «' TEA, COFFEE, MILK ? " AND 

I GUESSED MILK— AND IT W>15— SO 1 
BUT WHEN I SAID I'D GUESSED THEY 

LAUGHED— AS IF I DIDN'T KNOW I 

TTHEN WE WENT RIDING ON THE BUS, 

AND ON THE FERRY, TOO, 
AND ATE SOME MORE . . . AND SLEPT 
. . . AND WELL, THERE WAS A LOT 
TO DO, 

62 



GOING AWAY WITH FATHER 

AND PEOPLE, LOTS OF THEM . . . AND 
ALL ... I WAS A SLEEPY GIRL . . . 

MY HEAD SO FULL OF THINGS . . . ALL 
MIXED . . . THAT IT JUST SEEMED 
TO WHIRL. 

9 

A ND THEN WE TOOK THE TRAIN 

AGAIN, AND I SLEPT ALL THE WAY, 

AND WHEN I WOKE IT SEEMED A FUNNY, 

EXTRA SORT OF DAY. 
WHEN WE GOT HOME, AND MOTHER 

CAME A-FLYING DOWN THE HALL, 
I THOUGHT THAT GETTING BACK TO 
HER WAS JUST THE BEST OF ALL 1 



¥ 



63 



VALOR 

TVyf Y SISTER HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT, 

ALL 'BOUT A BIG BLACK BEAR, 
THAT FOLLOWED HER TILL SHE WOKE 

UP,- 
GAVE HER A DREFFUL SCARE. 



•OUT POOH I I GUESS I HAD A DREAM 

'BOUT SIXTY/LEVEN BEARS, 
THAT CHASED ME TILL THEY ATE ME 

UP- 
BUT GEE 1 WHAT'S THAT I WHO CARES ? 
64 



VALOR 

lyi'Y MOTHER, SHE'S AFRAID OF COWS, 

AND GETS BEHIND THE RAILS 
AND SCREAMS. BUT / AM NOT AFRAID 
TO SLING 'EM BY THEIR TAILS ! 

A ND NURSE, SHE'S 'FRAID OF BUR- 
GLARS—THINKS 
THEY'RE UNDERNEATH THE BED; 
BUT IF I EVER SAW ONE, I 
WOULD SHOOT HIM— GOOD AND DEAD I 

?• 

A ND OUR COOK, SHE'S AFRAID OF 
GHOSTS, 
AND WHISPERS " HIST ! " AND " HARK 1 " 
I SOMEHOW WISH SHE WOULDN'T, 

WHEN 
IT'S REALLY GETTING DARK. 
S 65 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

r\F COURSE I'M NOT A BIT AFRAID, 
'CEPT WHEN I HEAR A NOISE- 
BUT MOTHER SAYS THAT THINGS LIKE 

THAT 
AREN'T GOOD FOR LITTLE BOYS. 

i- 

T'M NOT AFRAID TO GO TO BED 
ALL BY MYSELF AT NIGHT — 

WHEN NURSE LEAVES JUST THE 
LITTLEST TEENTY 

WEENTY BIT OF LIGHT. 

-yj-OTi SEE, IF ANY THING SHOULD 

COME, 
I'D WANT TO SEE IT— GOOD— 
YOU NEEDN'T LAUGH, 'CAUSE I JUST 

GUESS 
THAT ANYBODY WOULD I 
66 



HAVING TO WAIT 

TTAVING TO WAIT IS AWFULLY HARD, 
WHEN YOU'VE GOr TO HURRY, OR 

ELSE YOUR PARD 
WILL GO WITHOUT YOU. 
YOU HAVE TO POUT— YOU 
JUST CAN'T WAIT BECAUSE " MOTHER'S 

BUSY ! " 
FOR SO ARE YOU— AND YOUR HEAD 

FEELS DIZZY 
WITH GETTING SO MAD AT HAVING TO 

WAIT, 
FOR IT'S AWFULLY HARD, WHEN JOE'S 

AT THE GATE. 

67 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

i^NE TIME SHE JUST SAID, "HUSH 

MY DEAR," 
WHEN I HAD TO TELL HER, AND MAKE 

HER HEAR, 
BECAUSE THINGS WEREN'T STOPPING; 
AND I GOT HOPPING 
WHEN SHE WOULDN'T LISTEN TO ME 

AT ALL 
BECAUSE OLD MRS. WILSON WAS THERE 

TO CALL; 
AND WHEN I WHISPERED INTO HER EAR^ 
SHE JUST SAID, " THERE, THERE,— HUSHi 

MY DEAR." 

i- 

A ND WHEN I JUST COULDN'T WAIT 
ANY MORE, 
AND KICKED, AND POUNDED MY HEAD 
ON THE FLOOR, 
68 



HAVING TO WAIT 



SHE SAID, " I WONDER 

WHO MADE SUCH A BLUNDER, 

AND GAVE ME THIS BOY IN THE PLACE 

OF JACK— 
I DO WISH SOMEONE WOULD BRING 

HIM BACK I " 
I SHOUTED, "I AM JACK— SO ! IF YOU 

WOULD 
JUST LET ME GO THIS TIME, I'D BE 

GOODl" 



OHE SAID, " BUT MY BOY DOESN'T KICK 

AND SHOUT, 
AND PUCKER HIS LIPS TO AN UGLY 

POUT; 
THIS MUST BE SOME OTHER, 
WHO HASN'T A MOTHER 
69 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

WHO LOVES HER BOY, AND HAS FEEL- 
INGS TO HURT." 

I JUST HAD TO BURY MY FACE IN HER 
SKIRT,— 

BUT— I DON'T CAREI—WEEH JOE'S AT 
THE GATE, 

IT'S AWFULLY HARD— THIS HAVING TO 
WAIT I 



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70 



MOTHER'S WAY 

■p^ROWSYLID BLINKS AT HIS BLOCKS 

AND HIS BALL, 
AND SAYS, " BUT YOU SEE I'M NOT SLEEPY 

—AT ALL I » 
BUT DROWSYLID'S MOTHER SMILES 

DEEP IN HER EYES, 
FOR LITTLE BOYS' MOTHERS HAVE NEED 

TO BE WISE. 

9 

« ^H, SONNY, COME SIT BY THE FIRE 

WITH ME,—" 
AND DROWSYLID SNUGGLES HIMSELF 
ON HER KNEE, 

71 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

AND CUDDLES, ALL COMFY, HIS HEAD 

AND HIS LEGS. 
'« NOW TELL ME 'BOUT WHEN YOU WERE 

LITTLE," HE BEGS. 

«'V1/"HY, MOTHER WAS ALWAYS THE 

SLE-E-E-PIEST THING, 
AND GRANDMOTHER'D ROCK HER, AND 

HUSH HER, AND SING: 
'HUSHABY, HONEY, LIE CLOSE ON MY 

BREAST,— 
WHERE DO YOU GO ON YOUR DREAM* 

LAND OUESTr 

9 

" T ULLABY, SONNY, SINGS MOTHER TO 

YOU: 
THE SAND MAN IS COMING— SAY HOW- 
DO-YOU-DO; 

72 



MOTHER'S WAY 



THE FIRE IS GOING TO SLEEP IN ITS BED, 
AND WHISPERS GOOD NIGHT TO MY 
SLEEPY-HEAD. 

"TT'S SLIPPING, SLIP-SLIPPING, AND 

YAWNING AWAY, 
AS FIRES SHOULD DO AT THE END OF 

THE DAY. . . . 
JUST ONE LITTLE FLICKER— IT'S SLEEPY- 

ING FAST. . . .» 
BUT DROWSYLID'S HAPPILY DREAMING 

AT LAST. 



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73 



FALLING ASLEEP 

pVH, SOMETIMES WHEN I'M PUT TO 

BED, 
I WISH IT WEREN'T SO EARLY 1— 
FOR EVERYTHING INSIDE MY HEAD 
FEELS SOMEHOW STRETCHED, AND 
WHIRLY. 



T FEEL SO WIDE AWAKE AND STRONG, 

I THINK THAT I FEEL— 51/57,— 
BUT THEN IT ISN'T VERY LONG 
BEFORE MY THOUGHTS GET DIZZY. 

74 



FALLING ASLEEP 



T LIE AND LOOK AT MY BIG TREE — 

THE MOONLIGHT MAKES IT GLISTEN; 
IT WHISPERS HUSH-Y THINGS TO ME; 
I LIKE TO LIE AND LISTEN. 

A ND THEN I HEAR THE CRICKETS 
SING; 
A BIRD SAYS SOMETHING CHEEPY. . . . 
AND I DON'T CARE 'BOUT ANYTHING, 
I FEEL SO STILL AND SLEEPY. 



A ND THEN I FEEL AS LIGHT AS AIR, 
EXACTLY LIKE A FEATHER, 
AND EVERYTHING AND EVERYWHERE 
JUST SEEM TO RUN TOGETHER I 



75 



A SONG OF SUMMER 

OHOUT HO I 

WHOOP AND HOLLOA ! 
SUMMER IS HERE— TO THE COUNTRY 

WE GO. 
SCHOOL DONE, 
FREEDOM AND FUN- 
WINTER IS OVER AND PLAY IS BEGUN I 



npREASURES A-PACKING, 

TILL NOTHING BE LACKING, 
OUR FAVORITE TOYS AND OUR SHOVELS 
AND PAILS, 

76 



A SONG OF SUMMER 

OUR BOOKS AND OUR TREASURES 
FOR RAINY-DAY PLEASURES— 
OH, THERE "WILL BE TIMES WHEN THE 
WIND WILL BLOW GALES. 

9 

•DLOW, BLOW, 

A-HIGH OR A-LOW— 
WE CAN BE HAPPY— THE SECRET WE 

KNOW, 
RAIN, RAIN, 
BENDING THE GRAIN— 
WE'LL PLAY INDOORS TILL THE SUN 

COMES AGAIN. 



"p OARING AND DASHING 

THROUGH FORESTS AND FLASHING 
OUT INTO THE OPEN, THE MEADOWLAND 

SWEET 

77 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

WITH WILD ROSE AND CLOVER, 
WHILE OVER AND OVER 
THE BIRDS ON THE TREES AND THE 
FENCES SING " TWEET 1 » 



*"y*WEET I TWEET 1 " 

SINGING TO GREET 
THE CHILDREN SO EAGER, THE MOMENT 

SO FLEET,— 
SING ! SING 1 
MELODY FLING, 
CHILDREN AND BIRDS, FOR WE'RE ALL 

ON THE WING I 



OTOPPING AND STARTING, 

AND DAWDLING AND DARTING, 

78 



A SONG OF SUMMER 



AND PASSING SOME COWS LYING UNDER 

A TREE; 
THROUGH WOODS, OVER BRIDGES, 
AROUND HILLS AND RIDGES- 
THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THE BLUE OF 

THE SEA I 



OHOUT HO ! 

WHOOP AND HOLLOA ! 
SUMMER IS HERE— TO THE COUNTRY 

WE GO. 
SCHOOL DONE, 
FREEDOM, AND FUN- 
HARD WORK IS OVER, AND PLAY IS 

BEGUN 1 



79 



GOING TO BED 

T TELL YOU WHAT, WHEN EVERYTHING 

IS SIZZLING IN MY HEAD, 
'BOUT PIRATES, OR A STORM AT SEA, 
OR INJUN SCOUTS, OR BATTLES— GEE I 
I HATE TO GO TO BED I 



T WANT TO KNOW, SO AWFUL BAD, 
JUST WHAT THE END WILL BE; 
AND WHEN THAT LOUD OLD CLOCK GOES 

WHIR! 
I KEEP AS STILL— I NEVER STIR— 
. BUT MOTHER LOOKS AT ME, 
80 



GOING TO BED 



\ ND SAYS, " MY DEAR, IT'S TIME FOR 
BED; 
YOU KNOW WE CAN'T ALLOW 
THIS SITTING UP. " BUT THEN I TEASE, 
" AW, JUST THIS ONE SHORT CHAPTER- 
PLEASE ! 
IT'S SO EXCITING NOW." 



npHEN IN A MINUTE FATHER SAYS, 
" A LENGTHY CHAPTER, SON 1 " 
AND MOTHER SAYS, "COME, COME, 

ENOUGH 1 " 
AND DAD, HE SAYS, "THAT BOY'S A 
BLUFF. 
COME, YOUNGSTER, SCUTTLE— RUN ! " 
6 8l 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

A ND THEN DAD CHASES ME UP- 
STAIRS, 
TO MAKE ME GO TO BED; 
AND SPANKS ME, AND I THUMP HIM 

BACK, 
AND THEN HE GIVES ME ONE MORE 
WHACK 
AND STANDS ME ON MY HEAD. 



T HATE TO START TO GO TO BED, 
THE SAME WAY EVERY NIGHT; 
BUT DAD, HE MAKES IT ALL A GAME— 
I HAVE TO MIND, THOUGH, JUST THE 
SAME, 

I TELL YOU, DAD'S ALL RIGHT J 

82 



GOING TO BED 



npHEN MOTHER COMES AND HEARS 
MY PRAYERS, 
AND DAD GETS ME A DRINK; 
AND THEN DAD HUGS US BOTH REAL 

TIGHT, 
AND WE HUG BACK WITH ALL OUR 
MIGHT— 
THAT'S RATHER NICE, I THINK ! 



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83 



LAPS AND KNEES 

T HATE TO SIT ON PEOPLE'S LAPS 
THAT I DON'T KNOW AT ALL— 

THEY WEAR SUCH HORRID SLIPPY 
THINGS— 

THE FOLKS THAT COME TO CALL. 



"/^OME HERE, MY DEAR,— HOW OLD 

ARE YOU ? 
AND WHAT'S YOUR NAME ? " THEY SAY. 
I JUST CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING, 
WHEN THEY BEGIN THAT WAY. 
84 



LAPS AND KNEES 



npHEY LIFT ME ON THEIR LAPS AND 

SMILE; 
I GUESS I WIGGLE SOME, 
AND SOON'S I CAN I SLITHER DOWN,— 
I S'POSE THEY THINK I'M DUMB. 



r\F COURSE SOME FOLKS I LIKE A 
LOT— 
THEIR LAPS ARE ALL RIGHT, TOOl 
BUT WITH THE ONES THAT JUST PRE^ 

TEND 
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. 



lyj-Y GRANDPA'S KNEES ARE WOB- 

BLETY, 
THE BEST YOU EVER SAW 

85 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

TO JOUNCE YOU LIKE THE COUNTRY- 
MAN, 
WHILE YOU CALL GEE ! AND HAW I 

A ND I LOVE FATHER'S KNEES, AL- 
THOUGH 
HE LETS ME FALL BETWEEN. 
BUT THEN HE LAUGHS AND CUDDLES 

ME. 
(HE THINKS I THINK IT'S MEAN I) 

T3UT MOTHER HAS THE BEST OF ALL,— 

YOU NEVER SLIP A BIT; 
BUT THEN HER ARMS AND KNEES, YOU 

KNOW, 
WHY,— THEY JUST SEEM TO FITl 

86 



HER FIRST PARTY 

npHEY TOOK ME TO A PARTY ONCE— 

I THOUGHT I'D LIKE TO GO; 
BUT IT WAS VERY STRANGE AT FIRST,— 
YOU SEE, I DIDN'T KNOW 
THAT THERE WOULD BE SO MUCH OF IT! 
IT MADE MY HEAD FEEL QUEER; 
I FELT ALL QUIVERY INSIDE, 
AND WISHED I COULDN'T HEAR. 



\ ND WHEN I COVERED UP MY FACE, 
THEY SAID, " WHY, SHE IS SHY I " 
AND EVERYBODY LOOKED AT ME, 
AND I JUST HAD TO CRY. 

87 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

BUT SOMEONE TOOK ME ON HER LAP, 
AND DREW ME CLOSE AND TIGHT, 
AND THEN MY THROAT STOPPED ACH- 
ING, 
AND I FOUND IT WAS ALL RIGHT. 



A ND THEN I PLAYED A LITTLE WHILE; 
WE HAD THE GREATEST FUN, 
FOR THEY WERE PRETTY GOOD TO ME— 
I WAS THE LITTLEST ONE. 
BUT I LIKED LOOKING ON, THE BEST, 
TO SEE WHAT THEY WOULD DO, 
THOUGH WHEN THEY ATE ICE-CREAM 

AND CAKE, 
I THOUGHT I'D DO THAT TOO. 
88 



HER FIRST PARTY 



\ ND WHEN MY MOTHER CAME FOR 

ME, 
AND "WANTED ME TO GO, 
THEY SAID I'D HARDLY PLAYED AT ALL, 
BUT THEN THEY DIDN'T KNOW. 
I'D SAT SO QUIET WATCHING THEM, 
THEY THOUGHT I WAS AFRAID, 
BUT I HAD HAD THE BESTEST TIME 
JUST PLAYING THAT I PLAYED I 



if 



89 



THE OLD ADAM 

TITHEN MOTHER SAYS, " NO, YOU MAY 

NOT I " 
I JUST SAY, " YES, I WILL 1 » 
I DON'T MEAN RIGHT OUT LOUD, OF 

COURSE, 
BUT DOWN INSIDE, AND STILL. 

A ND WHEN THE FELLOWS CALL TO 
ME, 
FOR SOMETHING— MAYBE BALL, 
AND SHE SAYS I MUST COME AND WASH, 
THOUGH SHE CAN HEAR THEM CALL, 

?• 

T HOLD MY BREATH A MINUTE, HARD, 

AND THEN I SAY, " I WON'T! " 

90 



THE OLD ADAM 



I DON'T JUST LET HER HEAR ME, 

THOUGH — 
I'D LIKE TO— BUT I DON'T 1 



\ ND ONCE I SAID, " YOU MEAN OLD 

THING I 
YOU WOULDN'T CARE 'F I DIED!" 
BUT MOTHER DIDN'T MIND AT ALL; 
YOU SEE, SHE'D GONE INSIDE. 

AND SOMETIMES I MAKE FACES, 
TOO,— 
THE UGLY, STRETCHY KIND; 
BUT THAT'S BEHIND HER BACK, OF 

COURSE,— 
I KNOW I HAVE TO MIND I 

91 



"BUDDY DOES!" 

\U"SY WON'T THEY LET ME CLIMB THE 

GATE, 
OR POKE THE FIRE IN THE GRATE, 
OR ANSWER DOOR-BELLS WHEN THEY 

RING, 
OR LIGHT THE LAMP, OR ANYTHING f 
BUDDY DOES ! 

9 

\ T SEVEN O'CLOCK / GO TO BED, 

BUT BUDDY HAS A STORY READ 
TO HIM, BEFORE HE GOES, AT EIGHT. 
I WISH THAT I COULD STAY UP LATE,— 

BUDDY DOES ! 

92 



"BUDDY DOES" 



A ND BUDDY PLAYS 'MOST ANYWHERE; 

THEY LET HIM GO ACROSS THE 

SQUARE; 

BUT I MAYN'T LEAVE OUR WALK, AND I 

CAN'T SEE AT ALL THE REASON WHY,— 

BUDDY DOES I 



'yHEY SAY OF COURSE THEY CAN'T 

ALLOW 
SUCH THINGS,— THAT I'M TOO LITTLE 

NOW. 
BUT SOON I'LL BE A BIG BOY, TOO, 
AND THEN THEY'LL HAVE TO LET ME 

DO 
AS BUDDY DOES I 



93 



THE DINNER PARTY 

•T*HEY ARE HAVING A PARTY, WITH 

ICE-CREAM, AND WINE, 
AND OYSTERS— THE THINGS THAT YOU 

HAVE WHEN YOU " DINE." 
AND WHAT DO YOU THINK THEY EXPECT 

ME TO DO ? 
WHY, TO GO UP TO BED, AND TO STAY 

IN IT, TOO ! 
BUT I SHA'N'T ! I'LL CREEP DOWN, 
IN MY BLUE DRESSING-GOWN, 



A ND PEEK AT THE PEOPLE, AND 
CANDLES, AND FLOWERS. 

94 



THE DINNER PARTY 

WHY, THEY WILL BE EATING FOR HOURS 

AND HOURS !— 
AND LAUGHING, AND TALKING, AND 

BEING POLITE. 
THEY'RE SO SLOW THAT THEY DON'T 

EAT AS MUCH AS THEY MIGHT,— 
THAT IS SILLY, / THINK; 
I'D BE QUICK AS A WINK 1 



•\/I-AYBE KATIE WILL GIVE ME SOME 

ICE-CREAM AND CAKE, 
AND A PLATE OF THE OTHER NICE 

THINGS THAT THEY MAKE 
FOR THE PARTY. OH DEAR, I DON'T 
THINK IT IS FAIR 
95 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

TO A GIRL NINE YEARS OLD, NOT TO 

LET HER BE THERE! 
WHEN I'M GROWN UP, I'LL DINE, 
AND HAVE OYSTERS, AND WINE I 



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AT GRANDMA'S HOUSE 

rpHE RAINY DAYS, AT GRANDMA'S 

HOUSE, 
ARE JUST THE BEST OF ALL I 
WE PLAY UP-GARRET 'MOST ALL DAY, 
WITH QUEER OLD CLOTHES. IT'S FUN 

TO PLAY 
THAT WE ARE OLD, AND TALL. 

^r¥7E OPEN ALL THE TRUNKS THERE 

ARE, 
AND ALL THE BOXES, TOO, 
AND WEAR THE THINGS. WE TRAIL 

AROUND 

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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

IN ALL THE DRESSES WE HAVE FOUND 
AND BONNETS, JUST LIKE NEW. 



■pOR MANY, MANY YEARS AGO, 

BEFORE WE ALL WERE BORN, 
MY GRANDPA DIED, WHEN HE CAME 

BACK 
FROM WAR, AND GRANDMA PUT ON 

BLACK. 
THAT'S WHAT YOU DO, TO MOURN. 



A ND ONCE WHEN PAUL FOUND 
GRANDPA'S SWORD, 
WE CROWDED ROUND TO SEE, 
AND GRANDMA TOLD ABOUT THE WAR, 



AT GRANDMA'S HOUSE 



AND WHAT THEY ALL WERE FIGHTING 

POR- 
TO SET THE DARKIES FREE. 

?• 

A ND THEN SHE WIPED HER EYES, 

AND SAID, 
" WHO'D LIKE SOME BUTTERSCOTCH ? " 
WE SHOUTED, " WE WOULD ! COME 

ON, ALL ! " 
AND THEN SHE DROVE US DOWN THE 

HALL, 
AND STAYED WITH US, TO WATCH. 

4ND MOTHER CAME AND SHOOK 
HER HEAD, 
WHEN IT WAS NEARLY DONE; 
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FEELINGS AND THINGS 

BUT GRANDMA LAUGHED, AND DIDN'T 

MIND, 
AND SAID, "THEY'LL BE ALL RIGHT 

YOU'LL FIND." 
OH, GRANDMA'S LOTS OF FUN I 



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A ND SOMETIMES GRANDMA READS 
TO US, 
SHE SAYS TO MAKE US REST, 
WE PLAY SO HARD. 'MOST ANY DAY 
IS FUN, AT GRANDMA'S, ANY WAY,— 
BUT RAINY DAYS ARE BEST 1 



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CHRISTMAS EVE 

r^N CHRISTMAS EVE MY MOTHER READ 

THE STORY ONCE AGAIN, 
OF HOW THE LITTLE CHILD WAS BORN, 
AND OF THE THREE WISE MEN. 

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\ ND HOW BY FOLLOWING THE STAR 

THEY FOUND HIM WHERE HE LAY, 

AND BROUGHT HIM GIFTS, AND THAT 

IS WHY 
WE KEEP OUR CHRISTMAS DAY. 

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\ ND WHEN SHE'D READ IT ALL, I WENT 
AND LOOKED ACROSS THE SNOW, 
AND THOUGHT OF JESUS COMING 
AS HE DID SO LONG AGO. 



FEELINGS AND THINGS 

T LOOKED INTO THE EAST AND SAW 
A GREAT STAR BLAZING BRIGHT; 

THERE WERE THREE MEN UPON THE 
ROAD 

ALL BLACK AGAINST THE LIGHT. 



T THOUGHT I HEARD THE ANGELS SING^ 

AWAY UPON THE HILL. . . . 
I HELD MY BREATH ... IT SEEMED AS IF 
THE WHOLE GREAT WORLD WERE STILL. 



TT SEEMED TO ME THE LITTLE CHILD 
WAS BEING BORN AGAIN. . . . 

AND VERY NEAR . . . THAT THEN, SOME- 
HOW, 

WAS NOW . . .OR NOW WAS THEN. 



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